Chapter 26 Earn half a million by changing hands (6)
Enough with personal matters.
It’s time to get down to business.
Seeing the inkstone in Zhao Qinglan's hand, Wang Lizheng let out a sigh and asked, "I can take a look at this inkstone."
There was no way he could do it, he just committed an occupational disease when he saw something good.
"Yeah, okay."
When asked about this, Zhao Qinglan nodded, stretched out his hand and handed the inkstone over. He gave it casually, as if it was not a valuable thing.
"Okay..."
He couldn't help but not look at it. He reached out and took the inkstone. Wang Lizheng took out the magnifying glass from his pocket and began to observe carefully.
"Oh, this is a fine Duan Inkstone. The lines are natural and the carving is of good quality."
"It also feels warm and soft, delicate and not slippery. This inkstone is a good thing."
Although it is inconspicuous now, as long as it undergoes special treatment, it will regain its former luster. This inkstone can be worth a lot of money.
Picking up the magnifying glass and taking a closer look, Wang Lizheng then looked at the little girl in front of him.
"Are you going to take action on this inkstone?"
Zhao Qinglan nodded, "Well, I'll take action when it's appropriate." At this point, she added, "When I came here, I heard that the reputation here is very good, so I came to take a look." The implication was that she didn't expect that,
I will meet Mr. Wang here. I didn't expect that this 'Yulanxuan' is owned by their family.
Everyone likes to be praised by others. No, when he heard Zhao Qinglan say this, Wang Lizheng was in a good mood and felt a little elated.
"I like to hear this. If I don't talk about anything else, let's just talk about credibility. I'm a well-known and honest person in the antiques industry. My credibility is pretty guaranteed."
Of course, he will still cheat people he dislikes, and he will not be lenient at all. After all, why don’t you keep those you hate for the New Year?
Looking at his son, standing here, holding a magnifying glass and bragging about it, Lao Wang was a little blind.
"Stop standing, let's go upstairs first."
After listening to his father's words, Wang Lizheng nodded, "Come on, let's go upstairs and tell you, by the way, what is your name." He didn't even know what her name was.
Zhao Qinglan was silent.
It seems that he never said his name.
Thinking of this, Zhao Qinglan whispered: "Zhao Qinglan."
Wang Lizheng murmured: "Zhao Qinglan, Qinglan, that's a pretty good name."
Zhao Qinglan said nothing.
The father and son began to regard her as one of their own, and this feeling really made Zhao Qinglan a little uncomfortable.
"By the way, do you want tea or a drink?" Children all like drinks, but not tea, so Wang Lizheng couldn't help but ask.
Zhao Qinglan said lightly: "Drink tea."
Wang Lizheng laughed, "Oh, I thought you kids all liked drinks."
Zhao Qinglan: "I can do it."
What she said is the truth.
She doesn't mind even boiled water. Zhao Qinglan is not a hypocritical person.
‘Yulanxuan’ is very large, very spacious and has three floors. The decoration is retro and the various furnishings are exquisite and unique. The calligraphy, calligraphy and paintings on the walls are all made by famous artists.
In the lounge on the second floor, after Zhao Qinglan sat down, Wang Lizheng went to the tea room in person and made a pot of tea.
"Here, drink some tea to moisten your throat."
"Thank you."
Pour the tea into the cup.
A faint scent of tea floated out.
Even before he drank it, Zhao Qinglan knew that this was good tea.
Taking a sip of tea, Zhao Qinglan narrowed her eyes slightly.
"This tea is good."
The best Dahongpao is something most people can’t afford.
The Wang family father and son who were drinking tea were stunned and looked at each other in surprise.
The old man smiled and asked, "Guess what kind of tea this is."
Zhao Qinglan held the cup and glanced at the tea leaves in the cup, and said lightly: "The aroma is fragrant, the orchid fragrance is high and long-lasting, and the rock charm is obvious. This is the best Dahongpao."
"That's right..." Wang Lizheng nodded repeatedly, "You can drink this, it's very powerful."
If he were himself, he really wouldn't be able to tell what kind of tea it is. Don't look at the fact that he usually collects many different types of tea. Sometimes he also enjoys tea with friends, but in fact he is just pretending to be cool.
The old man rolled his eyes at his son, with a look of disgust on his face, "Do you think everyone is like you? You can only say "it's delicious" when drinking tea. It's terrible to be uneducated."
Wang Lizheng: "..."
"Dad, there is someone here, please save me some face." It feels like he was dug out of a pit. Sure enough, if there are too many sons, they are not worth anything. Hey! Hey!
Ignoring his son, the old man turned to look at Zhao Qinglan, "By the way, I haven't told you why you are out alone at this late hour."
Putting down the teacup in his hand, Zhao Qinglan whispered: "My parents are setting up a stall at the night market. I came with them. It's still early, so I just want to take a walk."
Zhao Qinglan doesn't shy away from talking about what her parents do.
Wang Lizheng was stunned and subconsciously asked, "What do you do when setting up a stall?"
He really didn't know this. If he wanted to know, he could find out by asking someone to check the child's identity and background. But Lao Wang didn't do this. If he wants to gain respect from others, he must first learn to respect others.
From the very beginning, you should check the person’s background thoroughly. No one who knows it will have a good impression of you.
"Why don't you open a martial arts gym?"
This child's martial arts skills are so good, her parents must be good. Maybe she comes from a martial arts family.
So how do you set up a stall to sell snacks? Just open a martial arts gym, and everyone who comes will be able to get through it.
Zhao Qinglan shook his head slightly, "They are just ordinary people and have never practiced martial arts."
A few years ago, Zhao Qinglan thought about teaching her parents martial arts. Once she learned it, she could protect herself. But the Jade Heart Sutra she practiced was not suitable for them. If she was not careful, the consequences would be serious.
"So that's it."
What martial arts?
What the hell?
At this time, Wang Li was listening to the conversation between an old man and a young man. His mind was full of questions. There was only one sentence in his mind, what was going on. Did he travel through time? He still didn't wake up.
Why is it related to martial arts?
Looking at the inkstone on the coffee table, Mr. Wang asked: "What's going on with this inkstone?"
Zhao Qinglan: "Bought on the roadside."
Bought on the roadside...
Wang Lizheng immediately became energetic when he heard this, "That's the one who picked up the leaks."
Zhao Qinglan: "Well, you can say that."
Wang Lizheng: "I'll go, then that's okay. How much did it cost you?"
Zhao Qinglan: "Not much, exactly one hundred."
This is indeed not much.
Wang Lizheng: "..."
What does "exactly one hundred" mean? It feels a bit outrageous. I bought a top-quality inkstone for just one hundred yuan. Is this a koi possessed?
Wang Lizheng: "Do you know this is quite valuable?"
Zhao Qinglan nodded, "Yeah."
Wang Lizheng nodded, "That's right, otherwise you wouldn't have come to my place. This inkstone is a good thing."